@ work
There's no calls, and I'm done with my work. So all I have to do is listen to Dian's rendition of all the Right Said Fred classics I can't get enough of...
So, I've been looking at Seanbaby's 20 Worst Video Games of All Time to entertain myself. The best review ever is of Bible Adventures, on NES.
This game is split into 3 sections, Noah's Ark, Baby Moses, and David & Goliath. I don't know what Sunday School the developers of this game went to, or what Bible they're reading, but David didn't have to fight a scorpion army to get to Goliath, that's for damn sure.
Here's a quote from Seanbaby's review of the game, about Noah's Ark, where you have to gather the animals for the Ark:
The problem you run into is that some of the animals hide. Clearly, the beasts have the devil in them, and after an hour of trying to find where Satan hid my boat's second pony, I gave up. Either God gives me a god damn pony detector or He's just going to have to make some more ponies after he's done killing everybody. Lazy fuck.
Clearly, the man is incredibly eloquent, and has the gift of the silver toungue.
I also picked up the latest issue of Retro Gamer a few nights ago, and I yearn for the gaming purity of 1992. Nobody cared about AAS, AAF, AACRAP or whatever, 3d was all about scrolling backgrounds, and people hated polygons. It was great. Give me Gunstar Heros over GTA any day. Blah.
Also, Captain Marvel (SHAZAAM!) Sez to eat yer twinkies. Now. Or he'll make you his ho.
So, I've been looking at Seanbaby's 20 Worst Video Games of All Time to entertain myself. The best review ever is of Bible Adventures, on NES.
This game is split into 3 sections, Noah's Ark, Baby Moses, and David & Goliath. I don't know what Sunday School the developers of this game went to, or what Bible they're reading, but David didn't have to fight a scorpion army to get to Goliath, that's for damn sure.
Here's a quote from Seanbaby's review of the game, about Noah's Ark, where you have to gather the animals for the Ark:
The problem you run into is that some of the animals hide. Clearly, the beasts have the devil in them, and after an hour of trying to find where Satan hid my boat's second pony, I gave up. Either God gives me a god damn pony detector or He's just going to have to make some more ponies after he's done killing everybody. Lazy fuck.
Clearly, the man is incredibly eloquent, and has the gift of the silver toungue.
I also picked up the latest issue of Retro Gamer a few nights ago, and I yearn for the gaming purity of 1992. Nobody cared about AAS, AAF, AACRAP or whatever, 3d was all about scrolling backgrounds, and people hated polygons. It was great. Give me Gunstar Heros over GTA any day. Blah.
Also, Captain Marvel (SHAZAAM!) Sez to eat yer twinkies. Now. Or he'll make you his ho.